The thing I miss from childhood is swinging REALLY high on my swing in the back garden and right when I'm at the highest point hurling myself forwards so I feel like I'm flying. I had it down to a fine art when I was 8.
I also once tied skipping ropes in a line from the top of the climbing frame to the top of the swing to see if I could tightrope walk (I blame Blue Peter) and as soon as I started out I flipped 180 and landed on my head.
Hm.. I may start another thread about injuries and scars... that's always a fun convo
